Chapter 49: "The Milford/Hall Experiment"

Jolene Milford's POV

I yawn as I take a seat between Kev and Scott at the big table in this room that we're using for our meeting. It's early in the morning, far earlier than I would have liked to haul my ass out of bed. But, I guess it's okay, because this is the big meeting we've all been looking forward to.

Or at least, it's the one that Eric has been going on about for so damn long. I guess that accounts for something.

Seeing as we're the only ones here at this moment, I lean my head over on Kev's shoulder. He places a kiss on the top of my head, and I just snuggle up closer to him. I'm tired and there's no denying that.

Of course, as soon as I'm about to drift off, everyone else starts piling into the room. I wave at Hulk as he passes by, and Steve, and Randy. Dally pokes my cheek as he walks by, and I punch his arm. Man, it's so weird, watching how many people come in here. This meeting is for our main players, and there are just so many of us. WCW is stacked.

Except for you, Bret. Fuck you.

I swear, it's as if Bret can read my mind, because he just kind of looks over at me with this pissed-off look on his face. Then again, I think that's just his normal look.

For this meeting to be held by Eric, he doesn't really make an effort to show up on time. He's the last person to show, but he's carrying all kinds of boxes and shit.

"I'm sorry I'm late, everyone! I had a few more designs I needed to pick up from our merch department. I think that you all are going to be very pleased with what we've got in store." Eric gives us all a stupid grin.

"Let's just get on with this, brother. I know you had your shit to take care of, but I think we've all got busy days ahead of us." Actually, Hulk, we don't have much at all planned. But, like hell I'm going to contradict you, especially when you're calling Eric out!

"Of course!" Eric quickly gives Hulk a little nod as a way to apologize. The way that Hulk can intimidate people like that has always amazed me.

I mean, they don't say he's a fan of that creative control for no reason. If Hulk Hogan wants it done, chances are, it gets done.

"All right, so, as all of you are aware, today, we're discussing the split of the New World Order. Over the next couple of months, we will go from the nWo being one large group to being two smaller groups. Hulk Hogan will lead the classic black and white nWo, which will be called nWo Hollywood, and Kevin Nash will lead the black and red nWo, the nWo wolfpac." Eric begins. We all just sort of sit back and listen.

I mean, Bret especially looks like he wants to question Kev's leadership role, but he remains quiet.

"To begin, Hulk and Kevin are going to start having a much harder time seeing eye-to-eye. At that point, all of you current nWo members are going to begin to figure out exactly where you're going to go when the inevitable split happens. I mean, that's all pre-determined, but you catch my drift." Eric chuckles cheekily. "The full division of the nWo will come once Scott Hall and I turn on Kevin."

I look over at Scott, but he's looking over at Kev. Kev just shrugs at him and Scott nods. It's so nice to see my boys getting along.

"Where does that leave me?" I chime in. Eric points at me with a grin on his ugly mug before continuing.

"That's my next point. As soon as Scott and I turn on Kevin, the Milford/Hall experiment will come to an end." I'm sorry, the what?! "Jolene, you'll break up with Scott on the spot and instantly take Kevin's side. While Kevin will be the main leader of the wolfpac, you'll be ruling alongside of him, like his queen."

So that's how we're playing this, huh? Cool. I think it'll be nice to finally showcase my love for Kev on camera. Most importantly, though, this hell of an angle will be coming to an end, which hopefully means that our friendship can go back to what it once was.

"You're finally going to let us love each other in front of the fans?" I jokingly grin at Eric. "Funny, I distinctly remember you telling us that you wouldn't be able to make as much money off of us."

Do I need to be an ass right now? Probably not. I guess it's just a reflex for me at this point.

"Well, with the lessening success of Milford/Hall, we've all come to the conclusion that it would be good to switch things up a bit. Jolene, with you and Kevin ruling the wolfpac, the crowd will be all over it. I'm absolutely sure of it." Eric smiles brightly. "Really, the two of you are a wonderful couple!"

You know, it's really funny how quickly Eric's opinions can change when it comes to what can make him money. He doesn't care the least bit about how Kev and I are, as long as we're profitable.

"As exciting as all of this is, who else are you wanting to put in this wolfpac?" Naturally, Bret has to get in on the conversation. Even if he wasn't glaring at me like he is right now, I'd know why he's asking that question.

He just doesn't want to get stuck with me and Kev.

"That's an excellent question, Bret!" Stroke his cock a little more there, Eric. "There won't be all that many members of the wolfpac; at least, not at first. It's an elite group, after all!"

Eric's hyping this up big time. As I look at all of the people in the meeting room, I can't help but hope we don't get stuck with some of the lamer people here. Surely, Eric isn't going to fuck me and Kev over too bad.

"Who have you got in mind?" Randy leans back in his seat as he talks. "Big names, right?"

Please don't let it be Bret. Please don't let it be Bret.

"The first members that we have in mind are actually you, Randy," Thank God we've got the Macho Man! "as well as Sting," This is great! Steve, too? "Konnan," I can work with him! "and Lex!"

Oh, come on! Luger?! Not goddamn puffy shirt!

I slump over in my seat as my eyes scan over the four guys that Eric just listed. I'm always happy to work with Randy and Steve, but I'd rather not have to deal with Luger. He just bugs the absolute hell out of me.

Then again, I guess working with Lex for a while is much better than being in a group with Eric and Bret. It's better to go from two dumbasses to just one.

Yeah, I can work with this.

Eric begins to go into a long spiel about how everything is going to playout. Apparently, Randy is going to join up with Kev and I once he realizes that Hulk doesn't care about anyone but himself, and that's all he'll ever care about.

While I don't believe that there could ever be a better duo than Kev and Scott, I do think Kev and Randy can work very well together. Plus, maybe I'll get to hang out with Liz a little more once the wolfpac starts? The thought makes me smile. She's such a sweet woman.

Eric also goes into detail - more so than he probably should, honestly - about the descent of Milford/Hall and The Outsiders. It really pisses me off that he keeps referring to my angle with Scott as some sort of little experiment, like it was just some little project that he wanted to attempt. Then again, I guess he really does get joy out of seeing other people suffer. Piece of shit.

Even though Kev and Scott have had their problems behind the scenes, I can't help but feel like an Outsiders breakup is a little rushed. I mean, I personally would've drawn that out a little longer; there's a shit ton of money to be made in a feud between my boys. I mean, has Eric even seen Kev and Scott wrestle each other?

When the two of them go after one another, it's like magic. As a general rule of thumb, the Kliq boys work best when they're going against one another. That's just how it is. I'd say this rule is especially true in the case of Kev and Scott.

Wow. I'm going to get to experience several matches between the two of them live, aren't I? I always had to miss their WWF matches, but shit, this makes up for it.

Huh. I may have to give Eric just the slightest bit of credit on this wolfpac deal. I can't wait to see Nash vs Hall.

Once the painful meeting finally comes to a close, I stand up from my seat and stretch my arms above my head. When Kev stands up, I can tell by the way he moves that he's all locked up from sitting in one of these shitty chairs for so long. My poor babe. He's been needing a good massage as it is; I might have to hook him up with that later.

I watch as a lot of people go to leave, not paying them any attention. Of course, my big brother comes to see us before he goes.

"So, you looking forward to leading the wolfpac?" Dallas asks, looking from me to Kev. "I think the two of you are going to fuckin' kill it."

"Thanks, Dally." I send him a grin. "I'm honestly really surprised that this is what they want to do with me. Like I said, I'm glad that Eric finally got his head out of his ass and sees what me and my babe can do." I wrap an arm around Kev's waist and lean against him.

"It's about fuckin' time." Kev laughs. "It seems like things might be starting to look up around here from a creative standpoint."

"There are definitely some big changes coming around here, I can tell you that much." Dallas crosses his arms over his chest. He looks around the room as it empties; it's pretty much just Dallas, me, Kev, Scott, Eric, and Hulk left at this point. "I just feel it coming. I don't really know what, but it's something."

"I can agree with you on that, brother." Scott pipes in. I look over at him as he talks. He still looks like he's in a pretty decent mood, which is great! "There's some shit on it's way. I just don't know if it's good or bad."

"We can always hope for the best!" Dallas gives Scott a smile. "Ah, but fuck, who knows? Whatever it is, we'll all just roll with it." Dallas then nudges Scott. "There's nothing this business can throw at any of us that we can't handle."

This is a little pep talk from my big bro; I guess this is his way of just trying to check in on all of us, especially Scott. I mean, I don't blame him. In fact, I'm actually happy he's doing it. There's no one who radiates positivity more than Dallas.

"Oh, this business can throw the worst possible shits at anyone." I shrug. "That's just how it is."

"Definitely." Dallas agrees. "But! I have to scoot out of here. I miss my wife."

I have to smile at that. Dallas and Kim have the best relationship.

"Tell her to call me later!" I say to Dallas as I give him a hug. "Later, brother."

"I'll see you three sometime or another!" Dally waves before scooting on out.

Dally's right, though. Change is coming to WCW; I just hope we're all ready for it!